We didn't take a lot of pictures while we were in Melbourne, just enjoyed the moment.
One thing we did do – for the FIRST time since BB's birth – was hang out together without the little mite while my folks watched her. A swim in the bay and a walk on the beach. I made PB choose his favourite beach house from every cluster we came accross. His rationale for selection was based on practicality. The one with the good roof that needed the least repair, for example. Why he didn't pick the rad orange one with the pink door is beyond me.
On the occasion off little BB joining us at the beach we returned home with a soaking wet baby – one that is apparently not worried about icy Melbourne water.